Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

These acupoints and techniques were taught by Jilang's grandfather. As the old Chinese doctor got older, he didn't have much strength, so he took a young disciple, a girl from his friend's family. Although she was passionate about Chinese medicine and was admitted to a famous Chinese medical university, she took advantage of the winter and summer vacations to go to her grandfather's shop every day to study, but she was born with little strength and could not learn the massage techniques that required a lot of strength.

Most of the people who come to my grandfather's shop for massage are his "loyal fans", all of whom are grandparents of considerable age. They like the fair and cute little girl very much and rush to ask her to massage them. However, after a few massages, they still feel it is not effective because the strength is too weak and they are hesitant. So Jilang's grandfather has to continue massaging him himself. Once, when Jilang went to bring lunch to his grandfather, he happened to meet an old man who was complaining that Jilang's grandfather was old and had no strength, and his massage techniques were not as good as before.

Ji Lang didn't know if he had lost his mind. He knew clearly at the time that it was just a joke between old friends, but he was still a little annoyed that this person talked about his grandfather. He said angrily that he would give the old man a massage and asked his grandfather to teach him and ensure that the strength was strong enough.

Once there is one, there will be two. Gradually, he felt that he had become the "top star" in his grandfather's store.

While he was in class, his grandfather would send him a message asking if he had finished class, and if he had finished class, he would hurry to the store. Old customers would come and ask for him to give them a massage.

In the end, even Jilang’s grandfather suggested that he should not look for a job after graduation, but open a massage parlor next to the shop, and business would definitely be good.

Since I can’t open the massage parlor now, I can only give Qingjiu a massage to review his techniques.

At first Qingjiu thought Ji Lang was talking about a massage, but somehow he felt like he was being aroused and reacted so quickly.

However, as he pressed on, Qing Jiu also felt a sense of relief and relaxation.

The sky was completely dark, and the forest under the night sky seemed like a monster with a huge mouth as deep as the abyss, swallowing up all the light and sound in one gulp.

There was no wind at all, not even the rustling of leaves could be heard.

Ji Lang was massaging Qing Jiu diligently. The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if the only sound in the world was the sound of himself patting Qing Jiu's shoulders.

He felt that he might have suffered from sequelae from the shock he suffered when he first crossed over. Now, every time he encountered this kind of atmosphere, he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

I had to say something quickly to break the depressing atmosphere for Ji Lang, so I just asked Qing Jiu casually, "How did you get your name?"

Qing Jiu, who was feeling drowsy from the massage, suddenly shuddered.

It was really bad. He almost fell asleep because the massage was so comfortable. He was on night watch and was secretly annoyed.

The feeling of being next to Ji Lang was so safe, coupled with the unique massage techniques, Qing Jiu couldn't help but relax his guard, which was not a good thing for him.

This is not Ji Lang's fault, he only blames himself for not being firm enough.

Qing Jiu suppressed the emotions in his heart and took two big gulps of cold water to sober himself up.

I thought of Jilang's question, "How did you come up with the name?"

Ji Lang originally noticed that he suddenly had some strange emotions, and was wondering if he had said something wrong, but he suddenly seemed fine, so he thought maybe he was overthinking it.

"Yes, for example, the character Lang in my name is because I was born at night when the moon was full and bright in the sky, so my father hopes that my heart will be like the full moon, cheerful and generous." Ji Lang explained to Qingjiu the question he asked. Actually, there was no point in doing so. He just wanted to break the weird silence.

Every time he talked about this, he thought that at least when his parents gave him this name, they really loved him and welcomed his arrival. It was just a pity that their love could be quickly shared with other people, and he did not grow up to be cheerful and generous as they hoped. On the contrary, his temperament was still a little awkward.

Qing Jiu thought for a moment before speaking, "The way of naming in the tribe is very simple. Generally, the children are named after what the adults see after they are born. For example, Guo Ge's name was given because after his mother gave birth to him, his father's friends sent him a lot of fruits, so he was called Guo."

Qingjiu's name was given because when he was born, the cold season had just passed and the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain began to sprout green buds, so Li named him Qing.

Sa Shi was named because she was born in the windy season, when strong winds blew every day. Li's partner listened to the child's loud cry and the constant sound of the wind outside, and gave the child the word "Sa" without thinking. Everyone knew that the child was born in the windy season.

As for the origin of Wu's name, it was because when he was born, a big paulownia tree in the tribe blossomed, and the purple flowers fell all over the ground. Li originally said that he should be named Zi, but his partner thought that Zi sounded a bit like a girl's name, so they just named him Wu.

Ji Lang didn't think that they used such a simple and crude way of naming. "Then could the name Xiaoman be because he was born on a full moon day?" That would be great. Two people were born on the same full moon day. No wonder he likes this child so much.

Qing Jiu shook his head. "No, because each cave has a specific number of people living in it. After Xiao Man was born, the cave was full, so Ying Jiu named him Man."

Well, it can be named like this. After pressing it for a while, Ji Lang felt a little sleepy and yawned several times.

Qing Jiu stood up, held the person in his arms and kissed the top of his head, "Go to sleep."

Ji Lang nodded, and thinking of Gang Qingjiu's slightly changed expression, he still asked, "Were you angry just now?" He didn't like being timid when talking and doing things with the people he was closest to. He hoped that no matter what it was, as long as it would not hurt the other person, he could talk it out in person.

Qing Jiu tightened his arms around him, "Don't overthink it. I just think I was careless. I was so comfortable that I didn't care about your safety and almost fell asleep."

Ji Lang hugged him back, "Silly boy, don't be so hard on yourself. When our yard and cave are dug, we won't be afraid anymore. We can all sleep peacefully without having to stand guard every day."

A peaceful night.

Ji Lang went to check on the barbecued meat early in the morning. He didn't pay attention last night and added too much ash, so the lower part was a little burnt and slightly black. Ji Lang broke off a piece and tasted it. It tasted good and very chewy, but the inside was still not completely dried out and had to be baked for another day.

I added some freshly burned ash to the earthen oven, but I didn’t dare add too much. The current burntness is still within Jilang’s acceptable range. If it gets any more burnt, it will really be carbonized and it will be inedible.

Remembering the new clothes he had sorted out last night, Ji Lang went to the storage tent and took out two sets of clothes, both made of cotton, which could be used as underwear.

Moreover, the animal skins that people here wear in the warm season are stuffy and hot. If you run around outside for a day, the smell can suffocate you.

Ji Lang had smelled it on them several times, and now he remembered it, he had to hurry up and get them to change their animal skins.

Qing Jiu didn't like wearing the clothes made by Ji Lang at first, thinking that they were not strong and could be easily torn. However, when he was digging recently, he saw several people sweating and uncomfortable with their animal skins tightly attached to their bodies. Then he looked at his T-shirt, which was soaked but still breathable, and instantly felt that this was a good thing. Ji Lang found Lan and Ye, explained his intention, gave each of them a set of sewing kits in his bag, and cut a hole in the clothes with scissors to show them how to sew it with the array thread.

"Sister Lan, Ye, I thought you could work together to see if we can modify this dress to a size that's right for each of us so that everyone can wear it."

Lan took it. Although Ji Lang had given her two sets of clothes before, she felt that they were very light and breathable, soft and comfortable to the touch, and the colors were beautiful. She knew at a glance that they were very precious. She was reluctant to wear them and planned to keep them for Wu to wear when he was a little older.

Lan touched the clothes Ji Lang handed over and couldn't help but sigh, "This thing is so soft, Xiao Lang, I'll try to make a set for Man, Wu, Feng and the others. Adults don't need it. They are used to wearing animal skins."

Ye nodded in agreement, "The child's skin is tender, so it's good for him to wear this."

In fact, while digging the kiln these days, seeing Guo Qi coming back sweating every day, Lan also had the idea of ​​altering the two sets of clothes given by Ji Lang for Guo Qi to wear. Lan didn't even dare let Guo Qi put his animal skin clothes in the tent at night because the smell was too strong. So every day after Guo Qi went to bed, she would help wash his clothes with water, put them outside to dry, and then wear them the next day.

Ji Lang explained quickly, "Listen to me first. I have a lot of this kind of clothes. I can give you two sets every day. You can make two sets of clothes for each of you. It's too hot to wear animal skins all the time. I just think you are good at making clothes. You have seen what I made for Qing and Xiaoman. I can only say that they are wearable, ugly and not strong, so I came to you."

Then he pointed at his own shoes and said, "I'll bring two more pairs of shoes later. You can watch how to modify them. I'll give everyone a pair of the right size so that at least they won't get scratched or pricked by weeds when they wear them outside."

The two of them readily agreed and began to seriously study how to do it, discussing it from time to time.

Whenever I am confused, I ask Ji Lang. Although Ji Lang has poor practical ability, he has rich theoretical knowledge.

After arranging this matter, Jilang continued to look after his wooden barrel.

The hooping of the wooden barrel was not very successful. There was no problem with other places, including the bottom, because the gaps were filled with gum tree sap. The only problematic place that would leak was the belly of the barrel where he had tied a circle of steel wire. This meant that there was a small gap that was not filled in the place blocked by the steel wire.

A small stream of water was oozing out from both sides of the large round barrel filled with water in front of him. Ji Lang looked for pliers in the toolbox and prepared to unscrew the wire, fill the gap with glue and then clamp it. Even though the glue would be very strong after solidifying, the bucket would be used for a long time, so to be on the safe side, he still had to clamp it and even clamp it tightly.

Feng, who was passing by, said, "Hey, Brother Lang, this big round jar you made is leaking. Can it still be used?"

Xiaoman, who was following behind Feng, said, "Lang! Your bucket is crying!" and even put on a proud face. Lang repeated it many times every day, so he knew it was a bucket.

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Ji Lang was almost amused by these two little finishing weapons.

"Go, go have some fun somewhere else." The discouraged mood caused by the failure disappeared in an instant. Perhaps this is the advantage of having someone around you. You can make jokes and have fun together, and nothing can stop you from getting through. But when you are alone, it's like being trapped in a whirlpool of emotions and can't get out.

"Oh, don't waste it." Feng pulled Xiaoman, and they both stretched out their dirty hands, and then began to wash their hands with the water coming out from both sides of the bucket.

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No, what were they doing so early in the morning? Their hands are so dirty.

"What's wrong with your hands? Why are they so dirty?" Ji Lang came over and asked, and a closer look showed that they were all dust and dirt.

"My brother took us to sprinkle ashes on your potatoes. He said that you taught us to mix the soil and ashes together so that the potatoes would not be burned." Feng answered while washing.

After planting the potatoes, Ji Lang seemed to have mentioned that he would need to add fertilizer again when the seedlings emerged. The only fertilizer they had was wood ash. Ji Lang was worried that if he spread too much, it would burn the seedlings, so he casually said that he could add some soil when the time came.

I didn't expect Xishi to take action so quickly. He really cares about the food. Ji Lang was so busy that he forgot about it.

Come to think of it, it’s been almost half a month, the seedlings should have grown… Wait! The seedlings have grown! ?